office space

So on Fridays, I am one of five -- yes, five -- of the English teachers who teaches a class. Hardly anyone teaches on Fridays. I have a crapload of copies I need to make for class today, because when I was going to do it before, the copy machine was broken (surprise surprise). I wait until today to go copy stuff, and I am halfway done and this jackass I've never seen before (not in English, perhaps in the neighboring poli sci dept?) comes in to "check his mailbox." He says nothing. Then he walks back by again. A few minutes later, I figure, perhaps he needs to make a copy of something, he just had a paper or two in his hand, so I get off the copier and commence organizing my papers. He comes in and says, "Are you done with the copier?" Like, yeah, idiot, and you could have just asked me a few minutes ago and I'd have let you in. So I figure, he has at most a few class sets of this one set of papers, no problem.

Oh, no... he then has to search the breakroom out for a stapler remover and intricately remove the staple and then peruse the sheets to consider the best copying method. Ugh. I just grabbed my crap and left. Just his annoying presence was getting on my nerves, even before he did that.

Have I mentioned I hate people?